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disingenuous) wrote2025-06-02 07:50 pm
disingenuous) wrote2025-06-02 07:50 pmseodore catchall
i know nothing about cell of empireo
disingenuous) wrote2025-06-02 07:50 pm
w4 monday
But as soon as she walks into the basket, she'll find Seodore, crouching down and doing... something? It looks like he's fiddling with something. With the basket swing door closed and the hot air balloon taking off, he startles. ]
Wh--
[ He looks up and sees Roxana--pure, unadulterated beauty... that he can't appreciate. Reminds me of the time when he inspected Jane's corpse and wasn't bewitched by her thighs (or something like that). ]
Oh... Agrece's daughter.
[ Sorry, he's still being a shit. ]
What brings you here? You wanted to ride a hot air balloon with me thaaaaat bad?
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it's fine. she is used to being around people whose eyes don't work like that now (jacopo. scaramouche. seodore can be another. she doesn't mind.) she knows he says things to be a shit and to get a reaction. she's used to that now, too, so she barely glances at him. ]
If I said I did? What then?
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[ Seodore "yapper" Riddle... ]
Did Tama appreciate your gift?
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[ fortunately. ]
But go ahead and talk about whatever you like.
[ she looks out at the ocean view. ]
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Well. Roxana gave him her permission. So. Okay. ]
Did you know that having nine children with two of them missing and probably laughing at their parent is really annoying when they don't want to be found? Then I think of you, and wonder if you would be anything like that--a runaway child who would love to just hide and just not seemingly care about anything. It must be nice to repress your feelings, so that you can do anything you want and people won't bat an eye to your actions and you can tell yourself that you did the right thing so that you can sleep at night~ or something~ Say, do you even sleep? I guess you would, unless you learned how to hide all the panda circles around your eyes, then good for you. That's some life hacking skills. Oh, did you know that the heat temperature that's used to lift his hot air balloon can go up to one thousand two hundred Fahrenheit? That's abooooout six hundred and fifty Celsius! It sure would burn someone to a crisp, but not enough! Have you ever imagined burning your house down with yourself in it? Probably because you hate your family that much? There must be some emotions in there apart from quiet fury, annoyance, and amusement, right? I imagine your life would be much harder if you didn't have that beauty to begin with, but like everything else, it's a very time limited tool~ At least I can acknowledge that you've been making the most of it, I'm sure. By the way, they really like cursing you, huh? Maybe I'm not the only one who wants to see you act differently, after all! Oh, but Roxana Agrece in love would make everyone's heads spin~ Yup~ But really, all sorts of love are powerful as long as people give it power!
[ He's going to keep rambling if Roxana doesn't say anything. ]
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she doesn't listen too hard to him as he rambles. ]
You should breathe and pause more if you want some of those statements to land.
[ she doesn't give him much of the reaction he may want. there is a lot that's she's heard before. ]
But if all you want to be is annoying instead of instigating, you're doing well.
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When did I ever say that's what I wanted to do? Silly girl, assuming things on your own. And why instigate, if I can just push you out of this hot air balloon? Company is company, no matter how much of a wall the other person is.
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You could have also left before this took off. You can jump out with your own two feet now, too.
[ there are so many options. ]
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[ The thing he was fiddling with earlier is revealed to be a little woodblock of a five pointed star. ]
I guess you can earn some traumatic memories from "dying"? Death isn't a real death if you just come back, but everybody treats it like you'll be gone for good like last night's conversation. Or maybe they don't want blood on their hands despite them being willing to "die" for the "cause", or the achievements.
[ He pockets it and takes out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. ]
You can jump out too, you know? Instead of wasting time being trapped in this hot air balloon with me, you could be doing other things. Is time something you can waste?
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[ she doesn't know why he wants to die, but that's a reason for someone out there probably. ]
Everyone was aware it wouldn't last forever, but the point is that people care about who dies even if it won't last. They care in general, and even if someone is used to death, it's normal to not want someone you like to die.
[ she sees but won't comment on the little woodblock. ]
Most, if not all of us, have some blood on our hands. If not from one of these games, then from home, for one reason or another.
I may not be normal, but I'm not going to do anything that's a waste of time to me. The view outweighs the empty feelings behind your words.
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[ He got his pack and lighter out, but he puts it back into his pocket again. Seo thinks about something while looking out at the ocean and then reaches out in an attempt to ruffle her hair. Messily. Please get tangles. ]
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her voice is quiet and calm as ever. ]
You do not have permission to touch me like that.
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I don't respect you at all to ask for your permission. I actually really like people, but you truly test that.
[ Perhaps he would have like how he was just trying to get Roxana to stop doing things when she was cursed, but that was really the extent of it even back then. She said that she would go for one of his earrings, and he thinks she deserves to die. He's not as much of a mystery as he appears to be, and just painfully human.
And that's why he attempts to fling Roxana above the burner part of the hot air balloon. Death by 1200F heat? ]
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she doesn't need him to like her or his respect, but if he wants people to leave his earrings alone, he should be less obvious. he broadcasts how much that's the only thing he treasures. of course it's an easy button to press. the math is simple.
if death were more permanent, she'd maybe fight this more, but she doesn't really want to be around him either. maybe he shouldn't have tried to hinder her while she was obviously cursed and crazy in love if he didn't want his earrings threatened.
she's nothing, if not petty and vengeful. ]
I don't need your respect or your permission.
[ her grip is strong enough that even as he starts to throw her, she uses the momentum to try to shove him over the endge of the hot air balloon basket.
he can die, too. ]
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He is truly a man of his own making--his own errors, his own actions, his own consequences and has no one else to blame but himself. ]